Unfiltered Story #28211

I’m in my car waiting for the lights to change when a distressesd woman, clutching the side of her skirt, crosses, runs into the pub on the other side. She clearly didn’t find what – who? – she was looking for and crosses again before the lights changed. I did feel for her but could not help a chuckle or two as it became clear why she was holding her skirt together. Apparently the sides gave way and she was holding it together one side, totally oblivious to the fact it was a two side problem. I learned solething as well. Ever wanted to know what a woman with a nice figure wears under her mini skirt? If you don’t want to know, go to the next story. For the others: remenber those Bridget Jones panties? The big ones?